I was tending the chickens when I saw a neighbor’s kitten watching something in the meadow. From a distance it looked like an ironclad beetle, so I had to go look. The kitten spooked, but the beetle didn’t. It wasn’t an ironclad beetle; it was larger, and yellow with black markings. As it struggled to climb up stalks (it was too heavy for the slim stems), I snapped a couple pictures. The iNaturalist app provided an ID: Harlequin Flower Beetle. This particular beetle was almost an inch long!

Joy! I found another ironclad beetle! Alive! It was near the house, which is not a healthy place for insects, so I picked it up and relocated it out to some rotting wood at the edge of the meadow. It actually walked across my hand to move onto the wood, which was a cool experience. These guys are adept at playing dead, and to see it moving was very exciting. (Obviously.) This is the fifth beetle I’ve seen in the three years we’ve lived here.

On my walk I heard a crashing and thrashing in the woods, as if a massive beast was tearing through the undergrowth. Nope. Just an armadillo. They are definitely not quiet beasties, but I guess when you come fully armored, stealth is not an option. I paralleled him on his (her?) morning snack snuffle, then continued on my way.